The green grass was lush and the small river was like a jade belt. The secret realm was calm and peaceful, and one couldn’t feel any tension or danger.
Chu Feng entered. Looking ahead, he saw a lush grassland. He couldn’t see the steep mountains or the boiling abyss.
Of course, this was only on the surface. How could the secret realm that blocked the way to the Yang-realm be smooth? There were bound to be dangers.
Many people entered. Some let out long howls and waved at the entrance of the Mystic Realm, intending to bid farewell and enter the world of the living from now on.
There were also some people who were very relaxed and did not care much. They had enough confidence.
“Sister, hurry up and leave!”The silver-haired little loli from the quasi-immortal tribe urged. After being unhappy for more than a year, she was now somewhat lively again. She bounced around and swung her silver hair.
